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Chapter 132 The Origin of the Witch Hunt Festival

Everyone likes good people, so isn't it a benefit?

Just like Sergeant Badman, one of his sources of prestige is that everyone thinks that he is a good man and will deal with things fairly. Without such prestige, Sergeant Badman would not be able to give Chi Heng a complete answer.

"Haha, David, I hope you can always stick to this idea."

Chi Heng smiled, and didn't say any more, quietly waiting for Sergeant Badman's arrival.

More than an hour later, a police car, an ambulance, and four or five volunteer vehicles rushed into the amusement park together. After stopping next to the theme restaurant, Sergeant Badman and Constable Moore When they got out of the car, they were surprised to see several corpses sitting on chairs through the window of the restaurant.

Sergeant Badman looked away, met Chi Heng's eyes, nodded slightly, and walked into the restaurant first.

No one was shocked by the horror of the corpse, and even more frightened by the way the corpse died.

Sergeant Badman signaled the volunteers not to approach. After he and Moore carefully identified the corpse, they felt unusually troublesome.

"Sheriff."

Chi Heng walked over and sighed: "Sorry, I didn't rescue them."

"It's none of your business."

Sergeant Badman looked heavy, "It's not your responsibility either."

Of course Chi Heng knew that this was not his responsibility. What he was worried about was...whether the townspeople would implicate him in the death of Martinez and others.

Kevin Church had a dead son, and hated him regardless.

These four people died, where are their parents or children?Won't you go crazy too?
The body has become like this, and there is no need for an ambulance anymore. After taking pictures at the scene, and packing up the body and getting into the car, it will be almost 18:[-] in the afternoon.

When the convoy returned to Dock Town, a large number of people had already gathered at the gate of the police station.

There were family members and friends of the deceased, and most of them were townspeople who left work and came for dinner because of the news of the mayor's death.

Martinez's prestige comes from his serious work style. Although not all the townspeople like him, they all admit that he has done a good job. Now that they hear the news of Martinez's death, more and more People came and gathered at the police station.

"Oh, no!"

Martinez's wife hugged Wilbo who got out of the car and cried unceasingly. As for the parents and friends of the other deceased, they cried into a ball.

Sergeant Badman had no time to take care of other things. On the one hand, he kept everyone from getting close to the ambulance loaded with corpses. On the other hand, he had to comfort the families of the deceased and take care of their excited emotions.

Unexpectedly, at this time, Sarah came down alone, and her alcoholic father didn't know where to drink, but David's father left work and came, hugging David and not letting go.

Chi Heng was going to come along to take notes, but Sergeant Badman told him not to come for the time being, and to come back the next day. Chi Heng understood the chief's concern. He was afraid that the family members of the deceased would get emotional and bring conflicts to him, an outsider.

For this reason, Chi Heng left the team before entering Dock Town, drove to Aldas Manor, and called Butler Hans.

As soon as the car arrived at the gate of the manor, the gate opened, and Chi Heng entered the Aldas Manor facing the last ray of sunset.

After getting off the car, Chi Heng saw Butler Hans waiting at the door.

"Mr. Chi, my wife and I heard something..."

Butler Hans didn't hide his eyes.

"Yes, that's what I came here to talk about. Where is Mrs. Aldas?"

"Madam is waiting for you inside."

Led by Hans, Chi Heng entered the main house, followed by the dining room. Under the bright lights, the restaurant was resplendent and resplendent, and the tableware was placed on the long table according to etiquette.

Mrs. Aldas sat at the head of the table, and Butler Hans led Chi Heng to the side to sit at the head.

"Son, Hans should have already put the matter to rest..."

"Please wait, ma'am."

Chi Heng waved his hand impolitely, took out something from his backpack and put it on the table, "Do you recognize this?"

"Magic bottle?"

Mrs. Aldas' expression changed instantly, and the butler Hans who was serving at the side changed even more.

"It seems that this is indeed a magic bottle."

Chi Heng nodded: "That's right, how can there be such a coincidence in the world."

"Why is the bottle here with you?"

Mrs. Aldas stared at the magic bottle for a while, then looked up in doubt.

"Have you heard something about the town today?"

Chi Heng said: "In the morning, Housekeeper Hans came to see me...Let me explain the inside story."

Mrs. Aldas and Hans in front of them are not ordinary people. Chi Heng can tell them the truth of some things, not to mention the magic bottle involved.

"It's actually like this..."

Mrs. Aldas narrowed her eyes, "Son, you are the only one who can handle the magic bottle. My choice is not wrong, right, Hans?"

Butler Hans smiled and nodded approvingly.

"The devil in this magic bottle is not easy to deal with."

Chi Heng asked suspiciously: "Could it be that this magic bottle... I mean, can anyone pull out the cork on this magic bottle?"

"may be."

Mrs. Aldas was ambiguous: "After all, only my father pulled it out, and my father was just an ordinary person."

"Well, what does Ma'am know about that block?"

Chi Heng changed his mouth and asked.

"That building block..."

Madame Aldas raised her eyebrows and said, "Hans, bring that book."

Chi Heng didn't know why, but Hans knew what Mrs. Aldas was talking about, so he quickly went to get a thick book, spread it out to a certain page, and placed it in front of Chi Heng.

"This is?"

"Son, do you know about the Witch Hunt Festival?"

"Well, I know, it's a unique carnival in Dock Town."

"That's right, the source of the Witch's Day is more than 300 years ago, the same as the Salem Witch Incident. Here, the ancestors of the residents of Dock executed an evil witch, but it was later discovered that the girl was wronged. Unjust death In order to avenge the people, the girl turned into an evil spirit and killed the ancestors of the residents of Dock Town. In order to prevent this evil spirit from continuing to kill, the residents of Dock Town will reenact the details of burning the witch on May 5 every year to frighten the evil spirits. .”

Mrs. Aldas said indifferently: "People think that the history of the Witch Hunt Festival is like this, but in fact, at least according to the records in this book, the girl was not wronged...she is a real witch. "

"What? A real witch?"

Chi Heng was startled, it was a bit unexpected.

Originally, when he heard this historical legend before, he also thought that the real history was probably like this. After all, the legend of burning witches in history should be wronged by others.

But at this time, Mrs. Aldas said that the witch is real and has not wronged anyone.

Suddenly, Chi Heng realized that there was indeed such a possibility.

Since both the magic bottle and the devil exist, and even such an incredible supernatural world as "Extreme Realm", why can't witches really exist?
(End of this chapter)